The Mo Clan disciples watched helplessly through the light barrier cast by the Five-Colored Banners as that Five-Colored Peacock brought forth a Five-Colored Lotus.
Then the black lotus stopped.
Then its petals bloomed in unison.
Then the grayish-white haze across the entire ancestral grounds suddenly dissipated.
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It looked like the problem had been solved, but their ancestor was gone!
Their mouths hung wider than the last.
The direct-line elder who had been roaring earlier opened his mouth, but he could not utter a single word now.
They could not understand how that black lotus, which had swallowed their Spirit Transformation ancestor along with the entire ancestral grounds, had actually been refined before this peacock.
But now, no one dared make a sound.
They simply could not afford to provoke an existence capable of refining even the black lotus.
Mo Yin stood frozen, his eyes fixed upon the peacock that had brought him far too many surprises and shocks.
He had never expected that not only had the other party tamed that uncontrollable Qilin Mechanism Beast, but he had even refined the Abyssal Ruins Black Lotus Hui Jiuming had summoned.
Hui Jiuming, who styled himself the Lord of the Abyss Ruins, did not even show the slightest fluctuation of divine sense now.
Only after a long while did Hui Jiuming's voice sound in Mo Yin's mind. It carried less of its affected profundity and more unconcealable shock. "This emperor has roamed the Demon Realm for nearly ten thousand years. I've seen more human prodigies than I can count.
"Some were snatched up by Immortal Sects the moment they were born. Some dared to challenge Demon Gods."
It paused, as if digesting a truth too hard to swallow. "In two hundred years, Xu Changqing rose from a Spirit Farmer